Every fragment of moment staring into my eyes,
When you have to call out to be looked upon,
They tell you how lonely you are.
Every heartbeat that passes by you,
And each one that thumps through me,
Louder it grows inside,
Hoping that it would be heard without crying for help,
Until these lungs give away,
They are indeed, short of breath,
But why dont they make the heart stop for a moment?
And hands clench, dig into mattresses,
They could just reach all the way to you,
But they want to see too,
how long do they have to wait for.

And somehow these hands break the restrains of my mind,
Reach out to pull your eyes towards me,
But as you look upon me now,
I want my mind to carry me away again,
So i can be called upon by your heart and not mine.

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